Dirtbag
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On my way to meet Casey my father calls me. His voice mail goes a little something like—
“Son, I think we should talk about what happened last week. Victoria was very upset about the things you said and I think you owe her an apology. After all, we are marrying soon…”
I don’t hear the rest. My phone is in pieces on the cement sidewalk. I think I might be going into shock, but I’m standing in front of The Pub and I can’t act like a loser in front of Casey. I get myself and my phone together, and then walk in.
“Son, I think we should talk about what happened last week. Victoria was very upset about the things you said and I think you owe her an apology. After all, we are marrying soon…”
I don’t hear the rest. My phone is in pieces on the cement sidewalk. I think I might be going into shock, but I’m standing in front of The Pub and I can’t act like a loser in front of Casey. I get myself and my phone together, and then walk in.
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